Zhang Lingdao was alone on the beach, wandering around like this, and for a while it seemed unusually quiet and harmonious, not only did no one come to disturb him, but there were not even a few people chatting with him.

I don't know if the people around him deliberately want to give him a little peace, or if everyone thinks that such a thing is just very normal, so Zhang Lingdao got the peace he wanted after all after this incident.

He didn't want to do anything now, and of course he didn't want to ask anything, and he rushed from one end of East Vietnam to the other in almost half a month, except for a short rest in the middle, there was hardly a break.

Under such a high-intensity exercise, even if he is an iron man, I am afraid it is very worrying, not to mention that he is just a relatively ordinary normal person, at most his martial arts are a little higher, and he has been able to persist until now because he has enough drugs on his body, and his own martial arts have miraculous effects.

Before he came to this world, he wasn't a very diligent person, he just usually did his own things and said his own words, but compared to others, he was too diligent.

But even so, after he came to this world, he spent almost all of his time busy, and he didn't find any time to rest at all.

Although modern society is also the kind of society that is almost always busy, after all, it is a highly developed modern society, and no one will stop you if you want to rest.

But here he seems to be forced to move forward by one thing after another, except for a little in the sect, as long as he is in the rivers and lakes, there will always be things to keep him going.

Maybe only when this river and lake is really quiet, will he have the opportunity to find a place to rest, right?

Zhang Lingdao's eyes were actually a little dazed for a while, and suddenly he saw a white shadow standing in front of him, he thought he was hallucinating, blinked, and found that the white shadow not only did not drift away, but was getting closer and closer.

"It seems that I've been too tired lately, and I'm hallucinating!" Zhang Lingdao shook his head, he pressed his temples, could it really be his tired spirit that caused him to have such an obvious hallucination?

He turned around and wanted to leave, it's not good to stand here and watch too much, after all, things have already had a result, although this result may not be good, naturally it can't be said to be bad, this kind of general result is already the best consolation for him.

As for the illusion, let it drift away with the wind!

Zhang Lingdao looked at the girl in blue clothes in front of him in a trance, and walked in front of him like this, not only walked in front of him, but also quietly supported him, and slowly and slowly helped him down the city wall.

The legend left by the boy in this coastal area has finally come to an end, although his back was not very tall when he left, and he slowly left with the support of a young girl.

But he finally shed his own story in this area, that is, this story, so that the legends and dreams here continue to be inherited, and also let the people in this area record this young figure who is always wearing a true martial arts robe.

…… Partition......

"Palace Master, do you think this person is likely to be the savior of this Jianghu?" A white suit was still floating on the sea, but next to him there was a figure also dressed in white.

"Since you are willing to give away the exquisite drunk in your hands, don't you have a little result in your heart?" Another figure dressed in white also revealed his face, a face that looked young but full of vicissitudes, and his wild and uninhibited expression also revealed the ease of his youth.

Zisang Bushou didn't know when he had already faded his blue clothes that seemed to be at home, and put on a white dress like a Western monk, but this kind of white clothes is a special shortcut, except for some blue and purple patterns on it, there are no wrinkles at all, or other things, under the backdrop of the ocean, it is more like a born white lotus.

The man in white beside him nodded and said, "What the palace master said is also true, I went out of the mountain this time just to find some young heroes, wouldn't it be wonderful if I invited them to join the Shifting Flower Palace?" It's also a nice addition! ”

"Xiaobai, you usually think very well, and I don't want to persuade you to like delusional happiness, but today you really have to control your temper, not everyone can look up to our Flower Shifting Palace!" Zisang Bushou Heavy Rain is still very calm, and the off-season can still hear some from his words, which cannot be blamed, but there are many other things.

"The palace master taught a lesson, but there are so many beautiful things in this world, if you don't fight for it, who really knows?" Su Xiaobai also revealed his stunning face hidden under his robe.

No one would have thought that a man would be so beautiful as to cry so much!

If Zhang Lingdao saw this face, he probably wouldn't suspect that he was dreaming, but that's all, the things that appeared on his face were not just longing, there were many other things.

"If you insist, there is nothing going on in the Shifting Flower Palace anyway, you can continue to persevere!" Zisang Bushou didn't say that he was wrong, and shook his head slightly, "If you still need to travel to the Central Plains, why don't you go to Jiuhua from here, and you can also go to see an old man for me by the way!" ”

"The palace master's deceased?" Su Xiaobai's face showed a hint of curiosity, "There is no way to go, so let's start from Jiuhua first!" ”

"Now that the Blue Dragon Club is powerful, you still need to act in concealment, but Hangzhou is estimated to be very lively recently, and I don't know what to do with this Peacock Feather after the Blue Dragon Club has lost so many people this time?" Zisang Bushou seemed to be saying to the people around him, and it seemed that he was just talking to himself, but between the words, the people went farther and farther, and they didn't know where they went......

"The Central Plains is really a magical place, beautiful people, beautiful things, but I don't know, where is the young palace master?" Su Xiaobai had already drifted away, leaving only a white shadow floating on the sea......

Zhang Lingdao seemed to be in a trance for a while, in a trance he saw something else, in a trance he saw the girl next to him, spilling blood in front of him, and also in a trance...... It's just a dream!

[(Dongyue volume, end) Although I've been thinking about it sometimes, whether I should design a little dead end or something like that for Muqing, but I still can't help it, such a cheerful girl, let her stay cheerful (laughs), and most importantly, well, I advise me to be kind! 】